Dominate the Super Bowl-Chapter 858 - 857 Official Challenge

Chapter 858: 857 Official Challenge

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Since releasing her first album in 2013, Ariana Grande has won countless attention, bursting onto the scene like a shooting star; but ever since then, Ariana has been spinning her wheels, stuck in the same place, unable to find a breakthrough.

Some people say, debuting at the peak.

However, the key is, that wasn’t truly the peak. Ariana hasn’t had any number-one singles, hasn’t won any Grammy awards; on the surface, her career appears thriving and unstoppable, but it’s all just a bubble on social media, lacking any substantial weight.

A bottleneck?

If this is a bottleneck, then Ariana has been trapped from the very beginning.

In Ariana’s eyes, it’s quicksand. Though her feet are still on flat ground, she is being swallowed bit by bit, and her struggles only cause her to sink deeper.

Then came the Manchester tragedy in 2017, followed by Mac Miller in 2018. The shadows of death and violence left Ariana exhausted and scarred, both physically and emotionally.

Ariana even began fearing the arrival of nightfall. The night was too quiet, allowing her to hear the voice in her mind, leading to endless insomnia.

Until one sleepless night, as she flipped randomly through TV channels, she accidentally came across the live broadcast of the American League playoffs and inexplicably stopped.

Football?

The first thing that popped into her mind was Li Wei’s figure, the player she had coincidentally met during last year’s Super Bowl night.

Miraculously, watching this group of players with helmets, whose faces couldn’t even be seen, Ariana couldn’t help but search for Li Wei among the crowd.

Then, she joined the Kansas City Chiefs’ fans in witnessing this game.

Overcoming the cold, defeating the freezing rain, and creating a glimmer of hope amidst adversity; fighting until their legs cramped during the final moments of the regular season, igniting the team’s energy; finally, in the knife’s-edge overtime, exploding with unparalleled determination and courage to secure victory.

Everything seemed impossible, but eventually, it became possible. So intense, so thrilling, so focused — showcasing the full essence of competitive sports.

Not just a victory, but a battle, a fight, a testament to perseverance. The unwavering will in the face of hardship and darkness, the passionate blaze in the heat of competition — it was all so captivating.

In that man, there was a spirit, a passion, a charm, like the vortex of a black hole, firmly capturing her gaze.

Ariana didn’t even realize that, before she was aware, she had already been drawn in, unconsciously watching the entire game through the live broadcast.

But the truly moving moment happened after the game ended.

When Li Wei knelt on the ground, quietly wiping away his tears, Ariana’s eyes couldn’t help but redden. She understood the sigh of relief and release after overcoming immense difficulties and forging ahead; yet, it wasn’t until the commentator recounted Annie Galas’s story with the Kansas City Chiefs that Ariana understood Li Wei’s sadness and vulnerability wasn’t because of the victory —

It was for a little girl who fought for her life but tragically couldn’t smile until the end.

In that moment, Ariana’s heart began to race uncontrollably. It was the first time she truly felt the appeal of competitive sports, just like music.

Motivational speeches, you hear them all the time. When faced with hardship and darkness, outsiders can’t truly empathize and always advise you to stay strong and persevere; but the problem is, doesn’t she already know that? Doesn’t she want that? It’s precisely because she can’t do it that it becomes a problem.

But Li Wei didn’t.

No empty words, no emotional appeals, just action — a fiery resistance and release, letting the energy of life bloom without reservation.

Maybe they can’t control the outcome of the game; maybe they can’t predict if tomorrow or an accident will come first. But at least they can seize every moment in front of them, fight with everything they’ve got, and interpret, perform, and feel the weight of life in the time they do have.

And then, Ariana knew she needed to go to Atlanta. She needed to watch the Super Bowl live. She needed… to see Li Wei again.

She didn’t even know why. Her music career wouldn’t find answers in Li Wei or the Super Bowl; but somehow, she was convinced she needed to go to Atlanta. In the endless, boundless night, she would follow Polaris as her guide, even though she didn’t know what she would find at the end of the road, she still resolutely took the first step.

When she saw Li Wei again, Ariana just knew —

Her instincts were right.

With just a few words, Li Wei could make the air feel lighter. Even with night falling, Ariana could still sense that brightness and levity.

Smiling, Ariana gave Li Wei a deep look, “So, what about you guys? Super Bowl opponents having dinner together before the game — do your fans know about this?”

Li Wei glanced at the passersby outside the restaurant snapping photos through the glass window and even raised his right hand in greeting, “I guess they know now.”

Donald still looked a little uneasy. If it weren’t for Ariana, he was confident he could’ve kept his whereabouts hidden — he’d planned it all out.

Caught red-handed glancing at Ariana, Donald quickly looked away, hastily diverting attention, “I’m also curious why a rookie suddenly invited me to dinner.”

Li Wei looked utterly serious, “I’m using beauty as a tactic to distract the opponent. So far, everything seems to be going according to plan.”

With that one sentence, Donald was left speechless while Ariana couldn’t suppress a light chuckle.

Then, Li Wei continued, “Remember our Week 11 game? Last time, during the regular season, Aron led Los Angeles to defeat us.”

The latter part of the sentence was directed as an explanation to Ariana.

Donald chimed in with a smile, “And then the rookie came out with that classic line, ‘I hate Los Angeles.'”

Ariana gave Li Wei a disappointed look: she lived in Los Angeles.

Li Wei raised both hands, “New York and Los Angeles, sorry, I just can’t.”

No excuses, just a candid acknowledgment. Ariana and Donald shared a conspiratorial glance and bumped fists in camaraderie.

Li Wei seized the moment to quip, “See? This is why I could never like Los Angeles.”

The atmosphere grew even more cheerful.

Finally, Li Wei added, “After that game, I told Aron I was looking forward to meeting again. Next time, I’d beat him fair and square.”

“So tonight was just a reminder, Aron — don’t forget. Hey, buddy, you’d better rest up and give it 100%, because I’m counting on a peak showdown.”

Donald froze, taken aback that Li Wei had essentially come to issue a challenge?

Everyone assumed that, given the long-standing rivalry between the Los Angeles Rams and Kansas City Chiefs — whether the historical regional animosity or this season’s midterm Super Bowl matchup — the relationship was one of irreconcilable hostility.

Not to mention the league’s constant fueling of the “Li Wei VS Donald” narrative. Over the past two seasons, the clash between the league’s best offensive player and best defensive player had undoubtedly been the focus of everyone’s attention.

Shouldn’t they be mortal enemies?